Mother Nature frowned. She looked at the hole in the ozone layer. Swearing under her breath, she checked the thermostat again.
“Global warming…”
She checked the rain forests and the whale populations. Her nervous twitch was back by the time She got to the stripmines.
She popped a couple of pills, sighed and called her secretary.
"Yes, Harry. Call the dinosaurs. Let them know they can have another shot at it."
I love this, so very much.
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